Well, bit of ironic luck. I'm leaving my job but learn that Best Buy loved my designs (the client I devoted all my attention to), so I got to rush and update these designs before I blow outta here. It's funny because I was sick of the routine here, and when this job came my way I loved it here, and now that I'm leaving it's resurfaced. How come when you are about to leave a job things change? Like now everybody is being my best friend. Makes me question my choice, but then I remember the huge paycheck I'll be getting in 2 weeks and it makes it easier (I know that makes me sound like kind of a money hore, but trust me I'm not. I just want to be able to do the things I want to do, and hell…money makes that happen.) So I made the decision. I think it was the right one. I hope it was the right one. We'll find out. So needless to say I'm busy organising my stuff, preparing jobs for press (normal job routine) and getting this Best Buy crap off my plate.

My the most you hope for be the least you get.

What I'm getting ready to send.

Dear Mark:

Thank you for the opportunity to work at Gotham. I have learned a lot during my time here. I truly appreciate your guidance during my time employed.

However, the time has come for me to move on. This letter is to formally announce my resignation from Gotham, starting today. My last day will be 9/10.

This is not in response to our recent meeting. I will do all that I can to make my final time here a productive experience and a smooth transition.

Regards,
than my name and a small prayer that I'm making the better choice. (gulp)

Well I’m waiting to finish this day and go down to the shore. Can’t wait. Gonna see my good buddy Mike. He’s my oldest friend. He called me up and said it’s about time for me to visit, and I already asked for time off (made plans to go to San Diego, but later found out my ticket wouldn’t cover the total price). Mike also told me that my old coach now owns a bar in Sea Isle and got into a fight with a patron where he got hit in the eye and now needs surgery that he can’t afford. He’s throwing a fund-raiser ($20 open bar) so I’m gonna be a nice guy, wish him well, probably reminisce a little and get drunk. not a bad night
Still waiting to see if a friend is going to go with me, but I have to pack after work, so I’ll give her a call then. Saturday and Sunday I’ll be spending time with Audi’s friends at their shore house, and then on Monday – when my boss is back – I’m gonna hand him my two weeks notice. I think I’ve made my mind up, but need this weekend to expound my final thoughts.
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Know what pisses me off? when I say something then somebody else takes credit for it. It’s always happened. It doesn’t matter how insignificant it is, but I never get credit. It could be social or work related. I guess It’s more about who delivers it than who thinks of it. Like an Actor and a writer or my popular friends and me. I say something, no response. They say the exact same thing as me a little later or even a couple of days later, it’s friggin’ hysterical. I then mention that I just said that, but of course they don’t remember and now I look like an ass. And I have no proof, just my word over theirs. great. I need a cameraman constantly following me around.
(screw the RealWorld Philadelphia!)
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I have a suggestion that would help fight serious crime. Signs. There a lot of signs for minor infractions: No Smoking, Stay Off The Grass, Keep Out, and they seem to work fairly well. I think we should also have signs for major crimes: Murder Strictly Prohibited, No Raping People, Thank You for Not Kidnapping Anyone. It’s certainly worth a try. I’m convinced Watergate would never have happened if there had just been a sign in the Oval Office that said, Malfeasance of Office Is Strictly Against The LAw, or Thank You for Not Undermining the Constitution.
When you drive through the entrance or exit lane that has one of those signs, Do Not Back Up–Severe Tire Damage, and you’re going the correct direction, don’t you sort of worry about it anyway? That maybe they got it wrong? Or somebody turned the sign around? Or some guy on drugs installed the spikes? Or maybe you’re on drugs, and you think, Am I doing this right? Am I backing up? No, I seem to be going forward. Let’s see. Which way are the spikes pointing? Oh, I can’t see them anymore. I guess I’ll back up a little.
Here’s a sign I don’t like: Authorized personnel Only. Now, if there’s one thing I know about myself, it’s that I am definitely not authorized. I wouldn’t even know where to go to get authorized. Can you do it by mail? Wouldn’t baptism sort of authorize you? It doesn’t matter; I go through the door anyway. If I get stopped, I say, “Well, I may not be authorized for this, but I am authorized for other things, And your sign doesn’t mention which things.”
I’ve thought of a terrific sign to put infront of my house that will keep intruders out: Retarded Pit Bull High on Angel Dust. I dare to see anybody climb over my fence.
But watch, in a couple of days a friends will say that they thought of this first. Fuck That! This blogspot with a DATE ON IT is my proof.
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Mouse On Mars: Is In Yours

Microphones: The Moon

Built To Spill: Still Flat

Smile: Spud Gun

I went to the Dr’s last night for an AIDS test… he told me to think positive.
i asked him afterwards if I was alright and he said I had a 50/50 chance of living, but there’s only a 10 percent chance of that.
I also met the surgeon general. He offered me a cigarette.
So, later that night, i went home and saw my girlfriend. She met me at the front door.  She was wearing a sexy negligee.  The only trouble was, she was coming home.
I figured, later, I’d let her come on.  I'll play it cool.  Let her make the first move.  She went to Florida. I tell you my love life stinks, A hooker once told me she had a headache. I went to a massage parlor. It was self service. One time I was making love to this girl and she started crying.  I said, "Are you going to hate yourself in the morning?" She said, "No, I hate myself now."

I tell you, like I’ve said before, all my relationships don’t work out. Supposedly I’m a catch, but then again, what astrology web-site is going to tell you you are a looser?

(taken from one of those standard websites. I guess because I’m curious and also so you all can learn more about me)
AQUARIUS
These folks are humanitarian, philanthropic and keenly interested in making the world a better place. Along those lines, they'd like to make the world work better, which is why they focus much of their energy on our social institutions and how they work (or don't work). Aquarians are visionaries, progressive souls who love to spend time thinking about how things can be better. They are also quick to engage others in this process, which is why they have so many friends and acquaintances. Making the world a better place is a collaborative effort for Aquarians.

The Sign of Aquarius is symbolized by the Water Bearer. In much the same way that the Water Bearer brings that precious liquid as a gift, Aquarians shower the world with their thoughts and new ideas. Luckily for Aquarians (and the rest of us), they are at a near-genius level, so their minds churn out some amazing things. Their thought process is also inventive and original. While Aquarians are happy to bestow these ideas as a gift with no strings attached, they are much happier when the rest of the world agrees with them. Naysayers will quickly find out that Aquarians can be impatient, even temperamental, with those who disagree. Yes, these folks can be quite fixed in their opinions, in keeping with the Fixed Quality assigned to this Sign. Even though Aquarians are happy to give, and they do, it's often on their terms and within their comfort level. Generally, that means ample space, since these folks are freedom-loving and individualistic and need to roam (and yes, they do enjoy travel). While Aquarians are generally sympathetic and compassionate, they like it when things go their own quirky way. Some might call their behavior eccentric (and they would be right), but when you consider that the Aquarian's heart is truly in the right place, a few oddities should be overlooked. In their own way, Aquarians treasure their many friends and acquaintances and want to give back as much as they can.

BORN: January 20 - February 18 (I’m the 4th)
SYMBOL: Water-bearer, h
ELEMENT: Air
PLANETS: Uranus and Saturn

TRAITS:
Refuse to follow the crowd, Strong desire for knowledge, Strong will-power, Relate well to diverse personalities, Open-minded, Idealist, Easily bored, Humanitarian, Logical, Artistic, Intelligent, Unorthodox, Emotionally detached, Inventive, Resentful of being told to what to do, Skeptical, Highly developed sense of social equality, Most comfortable in the world of ideas, Intuitive, Honest, Independent, Unpredictable, Dogmatic, Impatient, Freedom-loving, Progressive, Altruistic

FAMOUS AQUARIANS:
Galileo, Thomas Edison, Abraham Lincoln, Charles Dickens, James Dean, Charles Darwin, Oprah Winfrey, Matt Groening, Justin Timberlake (WHAT!?!)

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My Morning Jacket: Do you see my Hard helmet?

Hayden: Bass Song

Pinback: Fortress

So i’ve got a decision, so I’m going to weigh the pros and cons of each place
NEW JOB
pro: significant pay increase
con: want a 2 year commitment.
Con: grad schooling, if any, would have to wait
pro: my boss would pay for me to go to macromedia classes
pro: I could probably take them at where my mom works and get them for free and keep the payment (I know it sounds sneaky)
con: cubicle jungle
con: designing for one client
pro: doing all their collateral (good for portfolio)
pro: better boss
con: further away, away from the city
pro: working by myself (pride in my work)
con: working by myself (no other designers to waste time with)
con: no wasting time
con: business casual
con: corporate design (and I really think I should try and be at design firm)

Current JOB
pro: time for this blogspot
con: no advancement
con: less pay
pro: closer
pro: higher sounding title
pro: easier to stall and make clearer future plans
I guess what it comes down to is I don’t want a 2 year commitment, incase I want to go to grad school or make a transition to NYC or out West, I want to make more money and have more responsibility, but also enjoy the lack of pressure here and my title.
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Have I ever mentioned how much I love iTunes. I must have. because I do. Last night after working out I quickly bought a new Nike Dri-fit Sport polo shirt for our tennis tournament (needed something to workout in that wouldn’t show off the pit stains. Hope it fits nicely) I also downloaded “Les Claypool and the Flying frog brigade’s Set1”, and “Suck This” Primus live for under $15. They both rock. when I figure out a way for you all to download it I will, otherwise I sugest both of these albums
Another pro/con would be my car investment. I know I am going to get an ipod soon enough, but if I have to spend more time in my car (for the longer commute) I’m going to spend money on new speakers. gonna have to call my friends (Matt & Jackie) and find out the best deal and instilation prices / hook-ups.
I also want to get a new air filter and a sweet tint job, but thats another topic.
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I also bought a seven dollar pen because I always lose pens and I got sick of not caring.
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NIKI
Dr. Levin works with various schools for practicum students and may know or hear of vacanticies, but she is still on vacation (I give you that contact in a later e-mail). Here’s some sights that might help.
These are just simple search results. I don’t know much about, specifically, what you are looking for, but I hope this sort of helped. Also I’m going to try and find some more friends who can help you. aiight!
This is a good place to start. It’s a yahoo search for K-12, you can compare schools and make your own list.
This has hard navigation, but could be really informative
or here. same site just a different location
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The Like Young: Sabine & Me

toy dolls: Alfie from the Bronx

Nobody: I won’t hurt you

Moonbaby’s: sun Am

No American sports team draws my dislike more than the men’s basketball team, or “The Dream Team,” as the kids are calling it (to me, the Dream Team will always be that stupid movie with Michael Keaton in the loony bin, but let us not split hairs). As if it isn’t annoying enough to watch bloated, overpaid, oversexed behemoths of basketball whine and bitch and moan at referees in between groupies and NBC commercials during the NBA season, now we have to watch them in the Olympics (which, of course, is an NBC commercial itself). We’re supposed to take pride in this?
     
This all started at the end of the ‘80s. After years of dominating international competition in the game that we — dammit, us! — invented, American teams, consisting of earnest college players, started to lose regularly. This was understandable; other countries were using professional players in their most often-European leagues, players who were taller and more experienced than their amateur counterparts. As the game spread even further worldwide, the Americans fell further and further back, to the point that they felt fortunate to even have a chance at a bronze medal.
     
Not being satisfied with its general bullying of the rest of the world, America just couldn’t let this continue. The geniuses at USA Basketball put their collective heads together and decided it was time to call in the cavalry ... the pros. In 1992, the original Dream Team was assembled, and they were beauty to watch. All the legends: Michael Jordan, Larry Bird, Magic Johnson, Isiah Thomas ... they all came together, on the same team, for the first time. If just to throw a bone to the purists, they even let one college player on the team, then-Duke star Christian Laettner, who typically was allowed to play in the last minute of every game to increase the lead over poor Luxembourg from 60 to 62.

Yes, the Dream Team dominated. The USA swept to gold in the 1992 Seoul games by an average score of (and I don’t have the exact figures here, so I’m just going to make an educated guess) 167-14. Everyone was joyous. The good ol’ U. S. of A. had asserted its natural superiority over the rest of the world.

But now we have players obsessed over dunking and reassuring each other they are keepers of the global game, but can’t back it up. To them this is play-time. Other countries are hungry and willing to put their souls on the line for a medal that could validate their entire existence, a real team, not a collection of egos. Puerto Ricans are screaming they had "shocked the world" in the immediate aftermath of their very thorough 92-73 manhandling of the U.S. team (8/16).

The U.S. team's problem isn't lack of effort, it's lack of skill.

While starless Puerto Rico made eight of 16 three-point shots, the U.S. marketing machine was making three of 24. A Puerto Rican guard named Eddie Casiano hit all four of the threes, including one while being fouled and another from 30 feet just to rub it in during the final seconds of the game.

If you can't shoot the three-pointer in international basketball, you can't win.

You know who the best three-point shooter on the U.S. team is? Richard Jefferson of the New Jersey Nets. He's the 47th-ranked three-point shooter in the NBA. That's 47th. When Carlos Arroyo, Puerto Rico's point guard, was asked whether his team was concerned with any U.S. player shooting well from the outside, he said, "Not really. . . . They don't have any spot-up shooters. . . . They have more off-the-dribble shooters and free-style players." Knowing this, Puerto Rico packed in a zone defense designed to take away the player they most respected, Duncan.
"We knew they didn't have any good shooters," Puerto Rico forward Daniel Santiago said. "Rolando Hourruitiner fronted Tim. . . . I or Jose Ortiz got in back of him, and we just packed it in . . . I mean, really packed it in and dared them to shoot. Sometimes I was out on Richard Jefferson, and I was letting him shoot it . . . They've got penetrators and slashers, so you lay off and let them take those shots."

Some sources even say that players had been out partying the previous night – and the nightlife in Greece doesn’t even start till 2Am. How can anybody expect to play their best after a night like that. Do you see Michael Phelps or any other athlete doing this? NO! Just participating in the Olympics is the culmination of their life’s effort. When I see these spoiled USA basketball players it makes me sick. I’m happy that Puerto Rico won, they are the workers, the players who have the heart for the game, the players who deserve to win. Because remember when it comes to Olympic games, our current USA basketball is the bad guys.

Now a team that should have won was the US Women's Gymnastics. That’s a team with commitment. I was just informed that they only took second. I would have watched this but was at a show at the Khyber last night. It wasn’t bad (as much as I saw). Something in the stars must be misaligned. For some reason people just want to pick fights with me, or maybe they are just hard-asses who aren’t used to emo-rock fans sticking up for themselves.
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So I’m reaching over to the bar to grab 2 beers, and the person’s conversation I’m unintentionally parting says something I sort of heard but still didn’t like it. So I asked him what he said. He says, ”You heard me” as he shoves my chest. (now I know this might sound like a spaghetti western, possibly because of my play-by-play or because of my lack of diagraming a fight, but I swear this is exactly as it happened.) I get really close to him as ask “what the fuck is your problem?” He looks me square in the eye. takes a step back, and with a full outstretched arm puts his middle finger an inch away from my face. I slap it away, and then immediately his left hand grabs me by the neck and he’s constricting around my windpipe. I DROP my right elbow onto the crook of his and as we fall towards each other I pull back my right hand and sock him square in his ear. It spins him around and he lets go of my throat. Then 2 bouncers bear-hug us and “escort” us outside.
Surprisingly the bouncer asked if I was alright. He said they were expecting trouble from this guy and I was the unfortunate target. I asked why, if they were expecting trouble, did they let him in to unsurprisingly start a fight. They said he was a regular.

I asked, then, if I could go back in. He said no. I was confused. I explained how everybody saw that he grabbed me first. And he said all he saw my punch. So I said my peace to the bouncer as I left to find my car and go home without hearing Elefant play.
Bright side: got home at a reasonable time so I’m not tired today and can write all this for all of you
Down side: I’ve got 4 scratches on my neck that can easily be identified a a thumb, ring,index, and middle finger around my neck. AND I have an informal interview on Friday, but I’ll be wearing a tie, so hopefully the collar will hide it.
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I would imagine if you could understand Morse Code, a tap dancer would drive you crazy.
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Bantam Rooster: Summer In Hamtramck

Massive Attack: Wire (live)

Lost Mind: Useless

We are truly retro-Americans. America has no now. We’re reluctant to acknowledge the present. It’s too embarrassing.
Instead we reach into the past. Our culture is composed of sequels, reruns, remakes, revivals, reissues, re-releases and nostalgia. And sometimes we feels the need to dress up this past-preoccupation with pathetic references to reruns as “encore presentations.”
Even instant replay is a form of token nostalgia: a brief visit to the immediate past for reexamination, before slapping it onto a highlight video for further review and re-review on into the indefinite future.
And our television newscasts not only reflect the condition, they feed it. Everything they report into has some reference to the past. If there’s to be a summit meeting, you’ll be told all about the last 6 summits; if there’s a big earthquake, they’ll do a story about big earthquakes of the past; if there’s a mine disaster, you will hear about every mine disaster since the inception of mining. They’re obsessed with looking back. I swear I actually heard this during a newscast, as the anchorman went to a commercial break” he said, “Still ahead, a look back.” Honest.
There’s really no harm reviewing the past from time time; knowing where you’ve been is part of knowing where you are. But the American media have an absolute fixation on this. They rob us of the present by insisting on the past. If they were able, I’m sure they would pay equal attention to the future. Trouble is, they don’t have any film on it.
And so, on television news there is, oddly, very little emphasis on the present; on today’s actual news. The present exists only in thirty-second stories built around eight-second sound bites. Remember, “sound bite” is their phrase. That’s what they give you. Just a bite. No chewing, no digestion, no nourishment. Malnutrition.
Another way they avoid the present moment is to look ahead on their own schedules. The television news industry seems to revolve around what’s coming next. “Still to come,” “Just ahead,” “Up next,” “More to come,” “Stay with us,” “Also, later…” And so it goes, around the clock: On the “Five O’Clock News,” they tell you about the “Six O”Clock News”; at six o’clock, they tell you about the 10; at 10, they plug the morning news; the morning man promps the noontime lady and, sure enough, a little after noon, here comes that empty-headed prick from the “Five O”Clock news” to tell you what he’s going to do… on the “Five O’Clock news.”
You know if a guy were paranoid, he might not be blamed for thinking that people who run things don’t want you dwelling too much on the present.
Because keep in mind, the news media are not independent; they are a sort of bulletin board and public relations firm for the ruling class–the people who run things. Those who decide what news you will or will not hear are paid by, and tolerated purely at the whim of, those who hold economic power. If the parent corporation doesn’t want you to know something, it won’t be on the news. Period. Or, at the very least, it will be slanted to suit them, and then barely followed up.
Enjoy your snooze.
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DAILY DEALINGS
at the KHYBER tonight
Elefant
Ambulance LTD
Elkland &
Trouble Everyday from TVT Records. $10. I’m going. Spot me. I’ll be wearing a black t-shirt with an ironic saying printed on the front, tight blue jeans, probably my retro-walking sneakers and thick black framed glasses.

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The Brother Kite: the music box

The Brother Kite: Transition three

The Brother Kite: Simply say my name

When you’re young, you don’t know, but you don’t know you don’t know, so you take some chances. In your twenties and thirties you don’t know, and you know you don’t know, and that tends to freeze you: less risk taking. In your forties you know, but you don’t know that you know, so you may still be a little tentative. But then, as you pass fifty, if you’ve been paying attention, you know, and you know you know. Time for some fun.
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My friend was walking down the street and he said, "I hear music." As if there is any other way of taking it in. I tried to taste it, but it did not work.
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So, sometime late Saturday night, I must have woken and set my alarm. When it went off I assumed it was Monday, so I got dressed and was almost out the door before I realized it was in fact not Monday. So if anybody knows me you know how little I sleep and how hard it was going to be for me to fall back asleep. I tried reading (almost finished the Di Vinci code now), did not work. Tried watching a movie, but didn’t want to commit to 2 hours because I REALLY wanted to sleep. So I took some sleeping pills and woke up at 8:00 Sunday night! Damn! And of course I couldn’t get to sleep last night because I was already rested and didn’t want to take any more pills, so I lied awake most of the night pondering a lot of stuff that made me anxious, but forgot what it was when I woke this morning. So all I have left is the memory of thinking something important, but forgetting what it was and wondering how important it really was.
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DAILY DOSE
A message from Ben Folds

Text message a bit curt

A thoroughly awesome Domino Records compilation.
1) Franz Ferdinand - "Shopping For Blood"
2) The Kills - "'Fuck The People"
3) Sons and Daughters - "Broken Bones"
4) Archie Bronson Outfit - "Kangaroo Heart"
5) Blueskins - "Change My Mind"
6) Clinic - "The Magician"
7) Clearlake - "Almost The Same"
8) Max Tundra - "Lysine"
9) Four Tet - "As Serious As Your Life"
10) Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks - "Animal Midnight"
11) James Yorkston & The Athletes - "Banjo #1"
12) UNPOC - "Amsterdam"
13) Adem - "These Are Your Friends"
14) Hood - "The Negatives"
15) Elliott Smith - "The Ballad Of Big Nothing"
16) Pavement - "Range Life"

Only $4.95 at your local NME shop. It's turned me on to a few bands I've never heard before and is about to go into heavy rotation on the iPod. You can stream the entire album here (REAL).
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The New Pornographers: Mass Romantic

Miles Davis and John Coltrane: Straight, no chaser

So I’ve wanted to talk about Hurricane Charlie back when Audi was going to Jamaica for his layover flight. It’s hitting right now and going to do some serious damage (I wonder if it screwed with his travel time? my guess would be yes). I also wanted to talk about the resounding Jamaican commercial support in clothing right now. Its like “Cool Runnings” without the pride. This is coming by way of Puma and Dior clothing. I think every other year, a product reverts to the colors of Jamaica in a sad attempt to sponge some of the Jamaican attitudes and seem “cool.” This trend is being eatin’-up by aging hipsters, who I like to call Yupsters.
I also wanted to talk about how my friends have gone to see the last Phish show, and for some stupid reason I didn’t go. NO WAIT! I wanted to go, but Hippies with somesort of income selling their homemade glass pieces got the the ticketstand before me and was sold-out by the time I heard about it. But I’m also not as interested in them anymore, so I wanted to make plans to go to the shore, but the rain has put the kabash on that plan. At least my brother is visiting, so it looks like a shit-load of movies and talking over coffee this weekend. (i promise I won’t see the Village though. I promised somebody else, but I guess I have to wait till the Olympics are over. ha.)
I wanted to talk more about all of this, but right now I downloading alot of music from deadboots.com – link provided below – and my brother’s iPOD. Since I’m not going to any shows this weekend I’m going to live vicariously through my MP3 player.
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deadboots.com

I played golf last night. I did not get a hole in one, but I did hit a guy. That's way more satisfying.…
I know I should have yelled four! but was thinking, “There’s no way that’s going to hit him.”
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DAILY DEALINGS
Should I go to San Diego? hummmm… It could be fun, but nothing productive can happen. It would be nice to set up interviews, but they would just be afterthoughts to my wanting to get fucked up. Although I have wanted an excuse to go out West, and I DO have plane tickets I’m sitting on that I couldn’t use when I was going out with my ex-girlfriend and if I don’t use them they will become void. But I also have to take off work (tuesday and Wed) and I might be able to use those later (i have to check on my sick days and how many I have left). I also will be getting a free hotel stay, because my friend will also be there on business and I can crash there, but he is comming in from China so there’s the possibility of his being delayed or cancelled, then I would have to find another hotel = more money that I don’t want to spend. He will be working when in San Diego, but I’ve never had a problem making my own fun, and I do have 2 Uncle’s who didn’t show up at the reunion 2 weekends back that I could bunk-up with......
First things first. Check my sick/vacation days and call-up Expedia and double check my ticket info.
Alright. baby steps.
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DAILY DA VINCI
"No," Langdon corrected, immediately realizing his choice of vocabulary should have been clearer.

Nowadays, the term pagan had become almost synonymous with devil worship-a gross misconception. The word's roots actually reached back to the Latin paganus, meaning country-dwellers. "Pagans" were literally unindoctrinated country-folk who clung to the old, rural religions of Nature worship. In fact, so strong was the Church's fear of those who lived in the rural Areas that the once innocuous word for "villager"-villain-came to mean a wicked soul.

"The pentacle," Langdon clarified, "is a pre-Christian symbol that relates to Nature worship. The ancients envisioned their world in two halves-masculine and feminine. Their gods and goddesses worked to keep a balance of power. Yin and yang. When male and female were balanced, there was harmony in the world. When they were unbalanced, there was chaos." Langdon motioned to Sauniere's stomach. "This pentacle is representative of the female half of all things-a concept religious historians call the 'sacred feminine' or the 'divine goddess.' Sauniere, of all people, would know this."

"Sauniere drew a goddess symbol on his stomach?"

Langdon had to admit, it seemed odd. "In its most specific interpretation, the pentacle symbolizes Venus-the goddess of female sexual love and beauty."

Fache eyed the naked man, and grunted.

"Early religion was based on the divine order of Nature. The goddess Venus and the planet Venus were one and the same. The goddess had a place in the nighttime sky and was known by many names-Venus, the Eastern Star, Ishtar, Astarte – all of them powerful female concepts with ties to Nature and Mother Earth."

Fache looked more troubled now, as if he somehow preferred the idea of devil worship.

Langdon decided not to share the pentacle's most astonishing property-the graphic origin of its ties to Venus. As a young astronomv student, Langdon had been stunned to learn the planet Venus traced a perfect pentacle across the ecliptic sky every four years. So astonished were the ancients to observe this phenomenon, that Venus and her pentacle became symbols of perfection, beauty, and the cyclic qualities of sexual love. As a tribute to the magic of Venus, the Greeks used her four-year car cycle cle to organize their Olympiads. Nowadays, few people realized that the four-year schedule of modern Olympic Games still followed the cycles of Venus. Even fewer people knew that the fivepointed star had almost become the official Olympic seal but was modified at the last moment – its five points exchanged for five intersecting rings to better reflect the games' spirit of inclusion and harmony.

"Mr. Langdon," Fache said abruptly. "Obviously, the pentacle must also relate to the devil. Your American horror movies make that point clearly."

Langdon frowned. Thank you, Hollywood. The five -pointed star was now a virtual cliche in Satanic serial killer movies, usually scrawled led on the wall of some Satanist's apartment along with other alleged demonic symbology. Langdon was always frustrated when he saw the symbol in this context; the pentacle's true origins were actually quite godly.

"I assure you," Langdon said, "despite what you see in the movies, the Pentacle's demonic interpretation is historically inaccurate. The original feminine meaning is correct, but the symbolism of the pentacle has been distorted over the millennia. In this case , through bloodshed

"I'm not sure I follow"

Langdon glanced at Fache's crucifix, uncertain how to phrase his next point. "The Church, sir. Symbols are very resilient, but the pentacle was altered by the early Roman Catholic Church. As part of the Vatican's campaign to eradicate pagan religions and convert the masses to Christianity, the Church launched a smear campaign against the pagan gods and recasting their divine symbols as evil."

"Go on."

"This is very common in times of turmoil," Langdon continued. "A newly emerging power will take over the existing symbols and degrade them over time in an attempt to erase their meaning. In the battle between the pagan symbols and Christian symbols, the pagans lost, Poseidon's trident became the devil's pitchfork, the wise crone's pointed hat became the symbol of a witch, and Venus's pentacle became a sign of the devil Langdon paused. "Unfortunately, the United States millitary had also perverted the pentacle; it's now our foremost symbol of war. We paint it on all our fighter jets and hang it on the shoulders of all our generals So much for the goddess of love and beauty.
Taken from The Da Vinci Code. which brings me to…
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and I want to talk about The Olympics. A friend of mine is / always been interested in GYmnastics, and will take this moment to hype-it-up. I want to get excited about the olympics, but really, am more excited about Football starting. But, if you are watching certain summer competitions it should be enjoyable. (Like, watch swimmer Michael Phelps,Paul HAmm of men gymnastics, Mia Hamm in soccer (damn!) and Jennie Finch softball pitcher (another damn!).

“When Carly Patterson is on the beam in Athens, History could repeat itself. Just as Mary Lou Retton of ‘84 fame inspired the young girl who triumphed in ‘96, Atlantas’s “Magnificent 7”, Carly’s generation, will send another generation of young girls tumbling with new enthusiasm into U.S. Gyms. US now boasts the deepest array of gymnastics talent in the world, and the team is favored to capture the gold next week. “America has the potential to become dominant in the sport,” says Tim Daggett, a member of the men’s gold-medal team in ‘84. “ – taken from Newsweek
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“Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and so do we.” –President W, at a signing of the $417 BILLION defense-spending bill.

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The Undertones: I gotta Getta

The Undertones: Billy’s Third

The Buzzcocks: ever falen in love

The Buzzcocks: What Do I Get

sporadic routine: oh shit but even potentially better news is i read on bobanddavid.com that david cross has been asked to mc a show that would involve him and bob odenkirk both doing standup, and possibly sleater kinney and built to spill playing
sporadic routine: and le tigre too
sporadic routine: how sick would that be
sporadic routine: and if it goes down its gonna be during the republican convention here in nyc
sporadic routine: like a protestish sort of thing
BrunoHasenfas: fucking great
sporadicroutine: you should come in and crash at my place if it happens
BrunoHasenfas: you got a place
BrunoHasenfas: ?
BrunoHasenfas: is it bomb-proof?
sporadic routine: yeah i'm living with my friend greg from high school
BrunoHasenfas: did I meet him
sporadic routine: ummm nah its probably pretty bomb tolerant
sporadic routine: but its next to a big project so theres way more important people to kill in the city
BrunoHasenfas: asbestis?
sporadic routine: he was the magic card playing kid that dated julia lynch
BrunoHasenfas: need to be more specific
BrunoHasenfas: ha
sporadic routine: haha

I guess my attempt at humor writing has somewhat failed. Didn’t think I’d have to preface this, but I guess I should say that, “The views expressed are merely for humor value and in no way were ment to offend readers or subject or pigon-hole the author to certain beliefs.” i.e. I don’t not like baseball, I’m just pointing out some things.
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BASEBALL AND FOOTBALL
In most sports the ball, or object, is put in play by the offensive team; in baseball the defensive team puts the ball in play, and only the defender is allowed to touch the ball.
In all sports requiring a ball, you score with the ball, and without the ball you can’t score. In baseball the ball prevents you from scoring.
In most sports the team is run by a coach, in baseball it is run by a manager; and only in baseball does the manager wear the same clothes as the players

Baseball and football are two of the most popular spectator sports in our country. And, as such, it seems they ought to be able to tell us something about ourselves and our values. And maybe how those values have changed over the last 150 years:
Baseball is a 19th century pastoral game
football is a 20th century technological struggle
BAseball is played on a diamond, in a park.
Football is played on the gridiron, sometimes called Soldier Field or War Memorial Stadium (ok, this is bad example to start with since most stadiums are owned by huge corporations that don’t strike fear into the hearts of visiting teams. “Ahhh! we’re going the STAPLES center.”)
Baseball begins in the spring, season of new life
Football begins in the fall, the season when everything is dying
Football you wear a helmet
Baseball you wear a cap
Football is concerned with downs, “what down is it?”
Baseball is concerned with ups, “who’s up?”
In football you receive a penalty
In BAseball you receive an error
Football has clipping, spearing, hitting
BAseball has the sacrifice
Football can be played in any weather: Rain, snow, sleet…can’t see the game, mud on the field, can’t read the uniforms. the struggle will continue.
Baseball stops when it rains.”I can’t go out. It’s raining”
Baseball has the seventh inning stretch
Football has the two-minute warning
Baseball has no time limit
Football is rigidly timed, and will end even if we have to go to “sudden death.”
In baseball the stands give this picnic-y feel. emotions may run high or low, but there’s not that much unpleasantness
In football stands, you can be sure that at least 27 times during the game somebody is perfectly capable of taking the life of another human being
Finally,
In football the object is for the quaterback (field general) to be on target with his aerial assault, riddling the defense by hitting his receivers with deadly accuracy in spite of the blitz, even if he has to use the shotgun. With short bullet passes and long bombs, he marches his troops toward enemy territory.
In baseball the object is to go home! And to be safe. “I hope I’ll be safe at home.”
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According to Scientific proof magazine YOUr Favorite music sucks. If you like Christina, Justin, Staind, Puddle of Mudd and a host of others it is scientific fact that you have bad taste in music. Fortunately there is a cure (requires quicktime)

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Union officials representing firefighters and police officers said yesterday that they would not rule out strikes or other work stoppages during the Republican National Convention, raising the stakes in their battle to get new labor contracts with the city.

The unions have been trailing the mayor at his public events and heckling him relentlessly in recent days. Clearly buoyed by the increased attention that these demonstrations have attracted, several dozen firefighters, police officers and their union officials gathered briefly on the steps of City Hall yesterday to denounce both the mayor and their stalled contract negotiations, and to make veiled threats about the convention.
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"The level of frustration is so high," said Stephen J. Cassidy, the president of the Uniformed Firefighters Association, "I can't account for what might happen" during the convention.

When asked repeatedly if the two groups would consider striking or taking other labor actions, Patrick J. Lynch, president of the Patrolmen's Benevolent Association, said, "We will not rule out anything."
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Great asses appreciated in New York right now. funny article from the village voice (woman author)

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Naked Raygun: Walk in cold

Superdrag: Lighting the way

The Deathray Davies: Is this on

Remembrance of Audi (he’s not dead, but he will be in brain jail for some time)
He was a good man, not quite a man yet. He always had a smile and was good for a quick talk. I knew him for some time, but never really got to know him. He was inviting but also reclusive. Some say it’s because of his particular smoking habits, but I knew that once he stopped doing that his ability would catch up to his aspirations.
We went on small trips to mountains and concerts and large trips to mountains and concerts, each one heightened because of his presence and his good friends that he introduced me to.
I shall miss your drunkin’ head-buts my friend.

Audi left this morning to begin med-school in Granada. Right now he is probably still in the air. He has a 3 hour lay-over in Jamaica. which reminds me…

I hate waiting in line. It’s not a patience thing, it’s just something I can do without. Example…People ahead of me who are paying for an inexpensive item by credit card. Folks take my word for this: Tic Tacs is not a major purchase. Carry some money, will ya? It comes in handy. No one should be borrowing money from a bank at 15% interest to buy a loaf of bread.
And what about these cretins at the airport gift shop who think somehow they are in the mall of America? It’s an airport! I’m standing there with a newspaper and a pack of gum; I gotta get to my plane. Why does the defect ahead of me choose this moment to purchase a complete set of dishes and a new fall wardrobe? what is this Macy’s? And of course, the clerk lady has to carefully wrap each dish separately, but she’s working real fast – because she’s eighty-nine! And now dish-man wants to know if he can use Turkish traveler’s checks. Makes me just want to grab some sodas and a handful of magazines and blow outta there.

(enjoy your flight Audi)
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First glimpse of Eliot Smith’s new album (from Stereogum)

764 Hero: you were a party

Can: Mighty Girl

People Who Should be Phased Out.
• People who harmonize the last few notes of “Happy Birthday”
• People over 40 who can’t put on reading glasses without making self-conscious remarks about their advancing age.
• Guys who wink when they’re kidding
• Men who propose marriage on the Giant TV screen at a sports stadium
• GUys who want to shake my hand even though we just saw each other an hour ago.
• A celebrity couple who adopt a Third-World baby and call it Rain Forest
• Guys who wear suits all day and think an earring makes them look cool at night
• Old people who tell me what the weather used to be where they used to live
• People who say, “Knock Knock,” when entering a room and, “Beep beep,” when someone is in their path
• Actors who drive race cars
• Athletes and coaches who give more than 100%
• Guys who wear wristwatches on the inside of their wrists
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Saturday I went to this party and some little bitch was making a fuss over some stupid shit (she just had that air of arrogance). Me and my friends are having a good time, laughing joking and possibly being a little weird, but all in good fun and not bothering anyone. In fact we were meeting new people and getting them involved. Well this thick snooty bitch comes over and takes the cards from us and makes a comment about how we are loosers. Oh well, she can think what she wants. She was the one sitting by herself. So the night continues and she continues her harassment of me and my friends. They let it go, but I of course had to find out what her problem was. So I confronted her. Well…her point was rude but didn’t make sense. She had no reason for her actions and I called her out on that then critised her for critising us and pointed out her own personal flaws. I really put her in her place. It felt good. But later I didn’t.
I knew people overheard us (mostly my portion) but didn’t think the party would turn against me. Turns out that that girl was the cousin of the host (hence the air of superiority she was broadcasting). I hear through the grapevine that people wanted to kick my ass. She altered the story, spread it to the rest of the party and made me the bad guy not the defender in this situation. Kids who I was having fun with earlier wanted to kill me. So now the party is divided. Those who like me and those who don’t. At this point it’s late and really don’t care if I leave and never see these kids again. I had fun. But then I thought of my friend. These are his friends so I decided to make nice nice with those who don’t like me. Starting with the source. She explains that she wasn’t used to someone being different (?) and felt compelled to make a comment. I told her who was she to make judgements towards other people? She appoligised and I forgave her, but I guess I really taught her a lesson because she started crying and saying that she never ment to come off that way ( I guess she had been told this before and was having personal problems.) I re-iterated how things were fine, will be fine and it’s all under the bridge. As I left she was crying again – she must had been even drunker by now– hell maybe she was looking for attention from me but did it in some backward-ass 3rd grade intended way (but I don’t want to flatter myself.) I had to pull her aside, hug her and tell her we were cool and if I saw her again we would start with a clean slate. I made sure that her friends saw that I was being a good guy. They were nice people who I wouldn’t mind seeing again. I’ll just make sure next time she isn’t there.
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So there’s this guy in Philly who went to see his doctor, and while being completely honest about his drinking, got his license indefinatly revoked!
you see PenDot got a hold of this information after the Doctor reported it. There’s a law in Philadelphia where if you consume over a certain number of beers in a day the Dr. has to report this information IN CASE the patient decides to get in his car. Now this Guy didn’t have any prior Driving infractions and never had any intentions of doing so because he had been doing this for over 20 years. I feel this goes against Doctor-patient confidentiality.
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Olivia Tremor Control: Love Athena

The Blood Thirsty Lovers: Turning the world upsidedown

Tommy Stinson: Hateful (Clash cover)

Nothing Painted Blue: Swivelchair

“Love is just a joy ride.
Drink alot of beer and come inside.
Lay your foot down on the gas, leave it there until you crash.”
– The Halo Benders

Examining on-line who I should pick-up for fantasy football. This will be my first time doing it. Hopefully I don’t screw it up. My first time participating in these fantasy-type games was last winter with basketball. I made the mistake of relying too much on a sheet that somebody else provided that gave their last year’s results. I thought overall ranking was the best thing to go by, without fully realizing that it would have been better to pick key players who can give me a boost in certain categories. So, I’m gonna look at recent key trades and last year’s popular rosters (but going with my gut when it comes to picking players, only people I’ve heard of).
Last year I had to drop out of doing fantasy football because I couldn’t make the live draft, but handed my folder of information to friend of mine. I hope it helped him, in fact I think he won it all, but it probably wasn’t due to my information – he tends to do well in these things. So if anybody has some good sites to visit let me know.
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IT’s FRIDAY! getting drunk in Conshy then down to First Fridays in Olde City. give a holla to the DC if you wanna party.
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The Spinto Band
August 7th - THE PONTIAC GRILLE with the Bullet Parade and Overlord - 9:00 (jon, I’ll be there. add me to the list)
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The Good Life: Notes in his pocket

Jon Spencer’s Blues Explosion: Do you wanna get it

Sparta: cut your ribbon

The Good Life: I am an island

I'm against picketing, but I don't know how to show it.

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The Go!team: Junior Kickstart

The Go!team: Huddle information

this dismemberment plan: Pay for the piano (remix)

the moths: basses

Despistado: A Stirsticks Prediction

Pedro the lion: the longest winter

The Owls: everyone

FZ: flower punk

Frock: coincidence rocket ride

Frock: the refugee

Had an idea about what I was gonna write about today, last night before I closed my eyes.
that thought has now escaped me and I don’t know why.
I hope it wasn’t important. Probably just me wasting time thinking bout a girl and wondering if she’s sitting at home thinking about me.
But I’m just wasting my time.
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At work,yesterday, a client came over and asked to use the phone. I said "Certainly." He said "Do I need to dial 9?" I say… "Yeah. Especially if it's in the number.”
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A funny new clip of Will Ferrell as Dubya. Watch.
WAHAHA! c’mon. that’s funny.

Robert Rodriguez and Frank Miller's "Sin City" movie has me giddy.
And he wants to do Allred's Madman next?

batman Begins trailer.

Everything about Elephant screems ROCKSTAR

“(It's) about, 'How do I communicate with myself and know what to say and know how to define myself?' I struggle with that every day and I think the point of the record is that the struggle in not knowing is probably more healthy and beautiful than ever being able to say with any kind of certainty what you think you are. Because you're not ever going to really be that."
Jeff Tweedy (from Wilco) in a recent phone interview with the Montreal Gazette, about the deepest connection of it all.
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Built to Spill:

Someday (Strokes cover)

Built to Spill: Joyride

The Halo Benders: Don’t Tell Me Know

The cuts:How can I get through

sistasocial

satans’s pilgrams: el toro

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FrankenFish:
The northern snakehead, an Asian invasive species that picked up the nickname for its freaky looks, has a reputation so bad that the hype almost overshadows the major damage it may actually do to local waters.

The critter ignited near-panic in Maryland two years ago after experts said it can live for as long as four days out of the water, grow as long as four feet and wolf down live frogs, small rodents and birds. Experts deny reports that it can walk a mile on land - but they say it can crawl on its gills, probably for very limited distances.

The problem in Philly is that if the snakehead starts reproducing in the rivers, it could upset the ecological balance and crowd out some native fish species.

"The thing could just wipe out the ecosystem," said Wanenchak, 54, who caught a second snakehead a week after the first - and tipped off the Pennsylvania Fish and Boat Commission to the ecological peril. In all, six snakeheads have been caught in Meadow Lake, starting with Wanenchak's first discovery July 10. Because Meadow Lake is directly connected to the Schuylkill and then the Delaware, a plague in the lake may also be a plague to the system. Mike Kaufmann, regional biologist for the fish commission, says it's "likely" the snakehead is already in the rivers but none has been caught there yet.
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smarty’s gone to stud, and Philadelphians are still clinging to their few strands of underdog pride.
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Sarah Hotnights: Alright Alright
The White Stripes: Jimmy The Exploder
Electric Frankenstein: Singers Blood
from KINGBLIND

I’m a big fan of Donnie Darko. And now with the dir. Cut being re-released it’s time to share some knowledge about this great movie, I, however will not be doing it. I pass the mic to Ulragrrrl
who strikes gold with a brilliant post explaining the parallels between one's relationship with albums and friendships.

Another good movie is Scotland, PA. Which asks, “what if the McBeth’s were alive in ‘75.”
Set against the backdrop of a fast food restaurant in early 70’s, rural Pennsylvania. This classic tale of guilt and betrayal centers on the McBeths, Joe "Mac" (James Le Gros) and Pat (Maura Tierney) who are stuck in their dead end jobs at Duncan’s Restaurant. Pat is getting restless and hatches a plan as "Mac" starts to see things – three hippies, (Andy Dick, Amy Smart and Timothy "Speed" Levitch) to be exact.
Their boss, is a visionary who has dreams of turning his restaurant into a Fast Food empire. His idea will revolutionize the Fast Food industry and nobody knows about it – not the happy customers in his small town, his employees, or his two dysfunctional teenage sons. When Norm meets with a bizarre death, Christopher Walken is called in to investigate.
Things seem to work out well for "Mac" and Pat after Malcolm and Donald sell the restaurant to their father’s favorite employees. The McBeths transform Duncan’s Restaurant into the wildly successful, state-of-the-art, fast food mecca. That is, until "Mac’s" friend and co-worker Anthony "Banko" Banconi (Kevin Corrigan), starts becoming suspicious as people begin to disappear. The bodies continue to drop as "Mac’s" visits from the three hippies become more frequent and Pat, with a few obsessions of her own, starts to break down. With Walken hot on the trail, the McBeth’s dream of fame, fortune and french fries crumbles before their eyes. (mostly taken from their press site

I also went to my family’s reunion. not bad. Reunions are nice, but there’s are reason why they don’t happen every year.

I’ve just bought a new pair of sneaks, and I’ve come to the realization that shoes are the hubcaps of our accessories. Some people like to be understated with them, and some people like as much gloss as they can afford as to let everybody know how much they can afford.
I bet you that if they came out with a crome sneaker people from a certain demographic would buy them, and then another person would steal them from him.

I saw a human pyramid once. It was totally unnecessary.

Matt Groening revealed that an episode of "The Simpsons" next season will revolve around gay marriage. will it be Smithers? Patty or Selma? Comic Book Guy? developing!

seacrest out! out of the closet? maybs. out of a job? soon enough. out of hair gel? NEVER!
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TheLastTownChorus:

ChangeYourMind

the metric mile:

amateurs

the metric mile:

classic chess problems

the velvet teen:

forlorn

the velvet teen:

elevator love letter

Plus, Minus, Equals:

Naked Girl

Out of the Fierce Parade:

Caspian Can Wait